Moros was a gifted thief, gifted enough to be free to come and go in a place like Dalaran at the age of sixteen.

All the while, Moros hid in an unmanned apprenticeship quarter, relying on several stolen pass badges to live in any room he wanted.

The most dangerous place can also be the safest place for a burglar.

That's why he's been staying at Violet Academy, staying in the apprenticeship quarters.

Tonight, however, this freedom to come and go has been severely challenged.

God knows why such a terrible existence would live in an apprenticeship dormitory where no one had ever lived.

He just left the dormitory for three days, went outside Violet Academy and made a small fortune, and prepared to come back to rest for a few days.

It turned out that his room in the apprenticeship dormitory was occupied.

This is very abnormal, because there are people who use the apprentice dormitory, and the pass badges of other apprentices cannot be opened.

Under normal circumstances, Morros, who is a thief, should leave quietly after seeing his room being used by a formal apprentice.

But in that room was one of the trophies that Moros had been in Dalaran for the past few months, one of the most valuable trophies.

Moros could not remain indifferent and throw away at least a month's worth of his work.

He was not reconciled.

Unwillingly, he tried his best to use his thief skills to quietly open the door, wanting to see the situation and then decide whether to go or stay.

As a result, it turned out to be a tragedy for him.

As soon as he opened the door, Moros was knocked into the air by an arcane missile. When he stood up and tried to escape, an irresistible force descended on him, trapping him firmly in place.

Before they could see each other, Moros quickly became tragic.

He was crushed to the ground, unable to even look up at the enemy. Under the confines of the arcane, he could only use the corner of his eye to see the enemy wearing a pair of purple cloth shoes that glowed.

It was in this situation that after putting a primary magic shield on himself. Orondo, who opened the door, saw a guy in black lying on the floor of the corridor on his left, and a female mage in blue robe standing on his right.

After seeing the blue-robed mage's face, Orondo was taken aback and said decisively, "Excuse me! ”

Syllable!

Close the door.

Depend on!

I thought that there might be two mage apprentices fighting outside, and I had the heart to see the mage civil war, even if it was the lowest-level mage civil war.

Orondo was about to take a look, but he didn't expect to come across this scene.

The two guys outside, the black-clothed thief lying on the ground couldn't see their faces clearly, and Orondo didn't recognize them.

The blue-robed female mage, Orondo remembers it clearly. It's the blonde mage lady who has a mouth full of "Dalaran is all waste", a high-level unknown mage who was accidentally blown up by Orondo with a fireball technique.

He never expected to meet him here, just as Moros never expected to meet such a ruthless character in the dormitory of the apprentice mage.

Boom!

There was a soft thud.

Undoubtedly.

The door to Orondo's room was easily opened.

The mage walked in.

"Good evening. Lady. Before she could speak first, Orondo smiled and spoke first.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Orondo, who feels that he is not an opponent, is very self-aware.

"Oh?" The mage tilted her head slightly, her blue eyes like deep springs, roaming the room before finally resting on Orondo.

"It looks like you're really an apprentice. Even, he was a trainee apprentice. She said with a blank face.

Orondo hit the snake with the stick, and immediately continued, "That's right. So I didn't lie to you...... I just arrived in Laran, and I only moved in here a while ago. ”

In the face of this kind of mage whose unfathomable strength can crush him, and who is very unfriendly to Dalaran with his mouth closed. It never hurts to feel that Orondo has a sweeter mouth.

Suddenly, the retina popped up with an eye of truth reminding: [Host, your female of the same race has used a detection spell on you......]

Orondo hadn't reacted yet, and he didn't feel anything.

The mage had spoken again.

"Compared to the last time we met, the energy in you is twice as strong. I also see that there is some disintegration between your soul and your body. ”

The latter sentence made a layer of cold sweat suddenly break out behind Orondo's back, and Viscount Sephorosa muttered that he didn't know how to speak.

"But it's none of my business. Apprentice, nosy. Fortunately, the female mage finally dropped this sentence and left directly.

Boom!

The door closes automatically.

Orondo didn't go out to check again, he fell asleep in a state of confusion, only to be woken up by the Eye of Truth.

[Host, you should go to class.] This is the ...... you asked me to remind you]

Well, Orondo did let it do that. Then again, the Eye of Truth is just as useful as it is for alarm clocks and memos.

Changing into a new mage robe and washing up briefly, Orondo cautiously opened the door.

The female mage is not there.

There's no way she's in the hallway.

But on the floor of the corridor on the left, the boy in black who was lying on his stomach last night was still motionless.

It's not going to die, is it?

Orondo was shocked.

He cautiously leaned over, and looked down to see that the boy in black's back was still undulating, and his nose looked like he was still breathing.

Shouldn't be dead.

So why did he lie on the ground and not walk? The unfathomable female mage didn't look like he was going to die.

Orondo kicked him lightly, and the latter closed his eyes and muttered, "Don't make trouble, sleepy!" ”

It's not dead.

Orondo no longer cares about the black-clad thief, he just leaves, he still has to go to the public class that he didn't have yesterday.

I was absent from school yesterday, and I can't miss it today.

The public classroom for public classes was on the left side of the apprentice dormitory, and Orondo came out all the way, and on the way he met only a few mages who were in a hurry, possibly apprentices.

The number of apprentices and mages in Violet Academy is actually not much. There are not many humans in this world who can become mages, or are qualified to become mages.

Although Orondo has been in the library for the past two days, he has also walked through the academy a few times, and has met no more than 20 people.

It may be that the apprentices and mentors stay in their mage buildings all day, or they may not have a wide range of contacts, but Violet Academy naturally gives Orondo a feeling that there are not many people.

Fortunately, when I arrived at the public classroom, I finally encountered more living people. Obviously, compared to formal mages, there is still a certain advantage in terms of the number of apprentices.

There are almost 100 apprentices in Orondo, three public classrooms, which are relatively evenly spread across the three public classrooms.

It was almost time for class, and Orondo didn't think much of it, so he randomly picked one of the classrooms and entered with thirty or forty classmates.